A-wassail, a-wassail throughout all the town
A-wassail good neighbours, we'll drink to you now
Besides all on Earth, you have apples in store
Pray, let us come in for its cold by the door
Oh, oh, oh-oh
Fol de de ro fol de da ri
Sing too rah lie doh
There's a master and a mistress getting warm by the fire
While we poor wass-sailors stand down in the mire
Come you pretty maid, with your silver-headed pin
Pray, open the door and let us come in
And if we survive for another new year
Perhaps we may call and see who does live here
Ah-ah-ah
Fol de dey ro fol de da ri
Sing too, rah lie doh
We know by the moon that we are not too soon
And we know by the sky that we are not too high
We know by the stars that we are not too far
And we know by the ground that we are within sound
We know by the moon that we are not too soon
And we know by the sky that we are not too high
We know by the stars that we are not too far
And we know by the ground that we are within sound
Fol de dey ro lie doh
